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14.11.2014

Two ladies, the restaurant and C# (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was chatting with a lady who apparently was attracted to me. She wanted to open a restaurant. She was giving me a tour around the place and told me we could work today. I was wondering how I was gonna work there as I was not restaurant employee material. She was sharing with me it was going to be a very pricey place and we would make a lot of money together.

I designed the logo with Photoshop and with C# (I know... too much coding...) and she liked it so much that she kissed me.

From here, we went into her house, she lived in a crystal buidling, very upscale:







She had a small kid and she tried to have sex with me despite the kid being around. I saw a clock and it said it was 3 am. I lived in a building next to her in the dream and I went there, where another girl was waiting for me. She locked herself up in the bathroom with me, but i needed to grab a condom. As I went outside, I saw from my window the other lady's window and she was like looking for me.

I was on the street and despite being like 4am, there were a ton of teenagers getting drunk and eating pizza. There were a ton of ambulant food sellers and they wanted me to sell stuff. I went through a building that was a police station and a cop asked me if I was drunk, but I was sober so he allowed me to keep going on my way. As I got closer to the crystal buidling I could see it was dawn. I went back to meet the lady in the crystal building and she said her mom wasn't going to go to sleep soon because she just had coke (the drug, not the drink.) The lady told me she knew C# and she could help me code the Dreamjournal.

two non lucids

Sitting in our spare room. My wife with cuddling our cat (who died last year - no RC - bah!) We were talking about nothing in particular while I was building up my Lego castle sets.

Driving into the local Spar. Yep, into it, there was a red metal ramp, you drove up and parked inside the shop. I remember there be no room to get out the car but, jings, why would that stop me? I went doon some steps and into a room where the owner of the Spar was trying to serve six of us at once. He kept saying that he really wanted a cup of tea. I just wanted cigarettes, but it looked like I was going to be there for a while....

Morning of November 14, 2014. Friday.



I have not had a more direct volcano dream like this in quite some time. It is partly due to having reviewed a childhood volcano dream with new research and notes. It was very long; so long, in fact, it seemed of the type with several partial awakenings (no false awakenings) in between similar or repeating scenes. The location is an ambiguous composite; the front of our house and surrounding area seemed to be mostly the front yard and outside perspective of King Street in La Crosse (with the perpendicular Tenth Street also implied), the inside of the house mostly like Stadcor Street in Brisbane (except closer to ground level and with the porch of our present home), and the back area of the house being of my family home in Cubitis.

Assuming the outside orientation as King Street (as the house composite is too diverse to correctly assign directions), the volcanic threat is several blocks to the east. It is not one volcano, though, but some sort of wide fissure that is volcano-like and nearly world-wide. Over time, more and more lava is nearing our home. I am frustrated over this potential, because many of our possessions will be lost as we need to leave within about an hour or so without having any method of transportation. I “remember” that there are at least four stacks of larger dream journals under one bed near an eastern wall and do not like the prospect of losing them. I rarely dream about dream journals (other than in typical false awakenings where I attempt to write out the previous dream), and this is mostly a later sparse trend.

At one point, my dream goes off on a somewhat comedic tangent. For some reason, because of the “end of the world” scenario, all television shows have to become part of a rushed composite (something to do with only one television studio being left, it seems). Columbo appears at one point as he looked in the early 1980s. Magnum PI had been there as well (and is working with Columbo) but was off to see a different group of people and McCloud had also made an appearance. I make some sort of remark about Hawaii being the only place that will still exist after the volcanic activity eventually ceases, which seems to be where we need to go.

When the lava nears, there is some sort of shallow crevice just east of our house, whereby most of the lava is then flowing into it just in line with that outer wall of the house. This is good, but I still wonder if the back area of the house (which is of Cubitis) has the crevice extended that far (in this case the directional orientation also matches the King Street setting of the composite in the back area being to the south). I get an idea that the lava may actually come through the small high window of the Cubitis bathroom. I am even aware of lava coming through the other areas just prior to stopping, which do result in damaging my journals and other possessions on that side of the house.

Lava is still flowing westward, but more over the streets. Still, it looks as if my family and I need to get on a multicolored Persian rug (about the size of a “magic carpet”) to either use the rug as a raft (not realistically feasible at all of course) or somehow be airlifted. Some sort of small remote-controlled helicopter-like device lands on the rug (I believe, thanks to Columbo). By that point, I am trying to reason out how it is unlikely to use a rug as a raft. Also, the idea of being lifted by a miniature helicopter whereby the rug stays solid or flat somehow does not seem possible. Still, the rug seems raft-like for the most part as we float on the “lava” which is now mostly like harmless red water for the most part. There is a point, however, where my youngest son is on the raft on his own and it “capsizes” but he is okay, as it flips over the second time.

Eventually, everything is suddenly frozen over and I feel the typical physical and emotional bliss when ice and wintry features occur in a dream. Instead of the watery waist-high “lava”, there is now an icy stream with small ice floes moving westward over King Street. My family and I walk westerly on the seemingly undamaged sidewalk. A very “familiar” (but unknown in reality) male is walking towards us and was apparently on his way to check on us (which he openly comments on). He seems to be some sort of legal adviser or business persona but similar to a landlord we had in Brisbane (Stadcor Street). He is very happy to see we are okay. Through some sort of smaller bay window, an unknown woman looks out with somewhat of a strange near-horrified expression as we pass and the friendly male tells her that she is safe. (This female’s expression near my dream’s end, along with the “red water” and the potential of a rug to roll up around a person, was likely borrowed from “The Butterfly Room”, seen the night before.)

I had just written more about the childhood (Paricutin) volcano dream and one possible connection being growth and change and that is the same theme “The Butterfly Room” explores, also linking with the obvious metaphor relative to a female maturing. The childhood volcano dreams are not likely of the same association as the later ones, as I was ignorant of how females matured in that regard. However, this entire scenario could be seen as either incidental or the usual synchronicity regarding my dream work and unexpected upcoming movies I see. It also caused me to reflect on how the movie had no presence of authority of any kind, with my dream being of the opposite comedic nature.

As mentioned in other entries, there are four meanings for volcanoes in my dreams, depending on the nature of the dream; the human heart (the lava being the blood); female maturity (the lava also relating to blood); sexual tension or intensification; and development of something new and unexpected (not necessarily negative).

non-dream dream lucid

Had that nap, practiced SSILD cycles, had a really vivid dream that could've turned into a LD if I'da noticed a few things.
Went to bed around 8:30 or so, woke up around 11:45 or so?



Dream fragments:
Looking at Twitch, Twitch not working, Looking at Youtube, youtube kinda works and I learned of a gaming marathon. This was being advertised by some guy who had >1m subs on youtube. I think this is what I was doing on the airplane.

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The Plane Crash
Lucid:no
Recall rating: 9

I'm in some huge airliner. I don't even know how I got here.
I'm on my laptop though. Pretty soon after I need to go to the bathroom, so I start looking around.
Eventually I find the area where they do laundry (I'm not sure they do laundry on planes, but they do here). There's some DC with me, and we start looking at these washing machines.

I'm in a medium sized white room with pinkish coloring. There's two rather large white machines in front of me with green pipes heading into them. Looking at the pipes I notice a yellow ring around the green pipe. The green pipe is also really wrinkled, as if it's just a green cloth covering it.

I look at it whirr for a few minutes before wondering how the machines are loaded. I then notice a passageway around the machines. I walk towards it, noticing that the passageway has quite a few steps in it. The floor at the bottom is a bit more dank than above. I then notice the fronts of the machines, which looked a gigantic front-load washer and dryer. I notice they both have windows.

I look through the windows, and next thing I know I'm on a huge white disk with a gap near the edges. I look around and above are some twisting pipes.
Next thing I know after that I'm looking at the machines again, and some of the backs are gone, revealing a huge window where you can see a huge tank of water with clothes in it. It's actually pretty blue water and you can see out the window the other side through it.

The DC that was there told me that it could withstand the plane doing loops without any malfunctions.

After that, I walk out, and I look around. It's like a mix between a house and an airplane. Drywall walls and ceiling bits, but it's obviously a plane! I want to get to the staff area cause I didn't know how I got here. So I find the stairs to the next floor, near a row of seats. The stairs have the same dry walls (with a window on the landing), and gray carpet floors.

All of a sudden I hear a loud sequence of beeps from the PA system. It was 5 repeats of a 5 beep sequence. After that it said "Please return to your seats and fasten yourselves in. This thread has been hidden from view." in a deep woman's voice, almost robotic though.

I immediately start running back towards the bathroom/laundry room. Once I get there I hesitate going in because the machines will be all over the place.

So now I'm in the corner between the stairs and the laundry/bath entrance. That's when I hear a muffled explosion from somewhere in the plane, and feel a hard rumble. I bolt for the stairs, but the plane starts rotating slowly (almost ominously) and before long those stairs aren't stairs anymore.

I grab hold of the railing of the stairs. I then look out a window while holding on (I guess I changed position?) and I can't see anything, just sky. Before long though I see an airfield start rotating into view. You can also see some woods surrounding it. We're really up high above the air strip so I don't know how they'd land it. At this point it's quite obvious that we're out of control, and if we're not lucky we're smashing into that airfield.

We continue rotating, now starting to dive while rotating, and we can see the field in more detail. There's a black airstrip with gray markings. I have loads of anxiety from this, quite understandably. I was breathing quite heavily. Miraculously the pilot manages to stop the rotating and begins to level the plane out, but there's too much vertical velocity and we smash into the airfield.

At this point, everything freezes, goes white, and then I wake up, thrusting my eyelids open with quite a bit of force.

I notice I've not moved once, so I try to recall some details about the dream, and then I try to DEILD. Unfortunately it doesn't work as I'd opened my eyes already.

I give up and start writing this.

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"beepbeepbeepbeepbeep, beepbeepbeepbeepbeep, beepbeepbeepbeepbeep, beepbeepbeepbeepbeep, beepbeepbeepbeepbeep, Please return to your seats and fasten yourselves in. This thread has been hidden from view."

I was at my parents house at first and it was broad daylight my dad was helping me with this weeding device and wanted help doing his lawn. Some time went by and i realized he still needed help weeding. I began using the machine that was kind of like a snowplowing machine/ rotatil machine (to use to plow your garden) I had to hold it at a certian level to cut the grass just right to the smallest level. I began going and one of the blades broke so i had to replace it. Some time went by and now it was black outside, I began to cut the grass and found this blade was acting up and i was going to close to the ground and was starting to remove the grass and just have dirt underneath. I kept going and used my flashlight on my cellphone to see where i was going. After some time the blade also broke and i began to head in. it was about 5 am now in the dream as my parents were up and leaving for work. My dad saw me outside and said thanks for doing the lawn.

Dream shift.

I was inside a church kind of setting. I was getting married / engaged to my parents friends daughter. We got put together by both parents and were sitting down at a table together. We were making origami swans and coloring them while talking about different things with the family. I was being polite and asking different things that she might like and started talking about what color she would like for the swan. The options were different color of blues. Dark blue, royal blue, light blue and a few other lighter shades of blue. She picked a light shade of blue and said because it matched my shirt that I looked so nice in. I smiled and thanked her for the kind compliment. We talked about how to be a good couple and to do things for one another to make things better for both of us. I began sharpening a pencil and whne i pulled it out of the sharpener the end of it was bubbled and when i pinched it lead fell out onto the table in a chunk.

Dream shift.

Im in a sporting place like a YMCA. I am in a swimming pool with a bunch of people and this one man/ thing is afraid to jump into the water saying he cant unless there is less people in the pool. After checking our swimming suits were still decent me and others got out of the pool and went upstairs. There I was with several family members. My brother was showing this old video of him for some reason when he was a baby and my mom was trying to feed him pickles. Inside the cup that had the pickles water spilt out though onto the carpet so you could see his arm reach infront of the camera to clean the water up. I see the pickles being fed to the baby as it makes weird faces from the sours. During this time I was given this big container of dog treats that i was eating. After almost eating the remainder of the treats a higher up person at my work asked if he could have some so i gladly gave him the container of dog treats.

Dream 1

I was on my parent's bed with my younger brother who was trying to sleep. Someone in the dream was giving me a message that something bad was about to happen. I found a wooden cube and through it out the window to see what would happen. That's when skull head zombies started walking in the house. I didn't think I would escape so I just lay on the bed to see what would happen. The skull heads just started breathing hot breath all over my face and pretended to eat me. I pushed them back and someone who gave me the message appeared. They brought me to my living room where I told myself I was going to wake up.The DC girl said O.k and I reappeared on my bed. I bit my fingers to see if I was awake and I wasn't. I decided to just go on with the dream. The girl came back and brought me to the living room. There I peaked down the stairs and saw someone was flickering the lights. I called for Dawn or Eye but no one answered. The girl than pulled me and showed me a iPad or handheld game where mini rpg characters were shooting arrows at a giant on the bed. She said he was getting stronger and the arrows weren't working. I thought she was going to give me a quest but than I woke up.

Dream 2

I only remember the part when I was being told something about dream guides helpfulness.

Was surprised to meet my mom at the sink in a public restroom since I had no clue she was coming into town.

Searched throughout my purse for the parking garage ticket, and unearthed a rental car key of a car I had already returned and reported the key lost. The parking garage attendant offered to return the key for me.

non-dream dream lucid

Went to sleep around 1:30 or so, which is a HUGE difference from when I've been going to sleep recently.
Woke up around 6:45. Might get another nap after this.

I can't help but think that before this, I might've had a lucid dream. Incredibly hazy though.
The only thing I can remember is I'm on my couch, and the bathroom light is on. No other light source exists and the room seems to be quite a bit different. The atmosphere is one of uneasiness, but it could quickly turn to anxiety if anything strange happens.

EDIT: I seem to remember something else.
I'm on my couch, and I'm moving around. There's lots of people here. It's hard to get comfortable.

But the main event is to follow.
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Visiting Chicago for no reason
Recall score: 8
Lucid: no
TGMG: no

So I'm in Detroit. Lots of brown buildings with glass around us, as well as a monorail track above? We're in a pretty large open area, with lots of space. Lots of DCs around me (including television reporters), mostly centered around a rather large police van which at that point bursts open.

Two DCs come out of the back. One looks kinda like one of the police investigator types. Shorter, probably older and lacking hair, and has a really deep voice.
The other DC (taller, more mexican looking) is more aggressive, but it seems that the two have been together for more time than you'd think.

So they come out and now they're standing in the middle of this clearing with loads of DCs surrounding (I'm in the group). All of a sudden the cop pulls out a pistol and points it at the other DC. So they kinda just stand there for a second. I try to get as far away from their line of fire as possible. Apparently a lot of the other DCs are as its hard to move around even though the crowd isn't amazingly thick.

Eventually, and somehow, the criminal guy runs towards the cop, steals the pistol and in what seems like two seconds, the cop gets shot in the head. I'm immediately contemplating running like fuck, before everyone starts cheering. I'm like "wtf" before everyone starts clearing the area. I walk off, but I stay around long enough to see some of the TV stations come and look around. By this time it's starting to get dark out.

One of the channel 7 guys comes and videos the corpse of the cop, before remarking "Put this on youtube and watch it become the next viral video".

Next thing I know I'm walking down a street. Very brown, the stores are brown, the sidewalks brown, the awning that's above me is brown. There's a handrail to my right that I'm holding on to.

After that, I remember my mom picking me up and we drive back home. So now I'm at home in my living room, and my mom is telling me to get ready. I get in the car and then in what feels like 5 minutes we're in Chicago.

I get out of the car and look around for a bit at all the buildings. It's really really nice out, early morning, twilighty blue sky, and it's cold but not uncomfortably cold. I seem to recall a slight breeze as well.
I'm thinking "There's places here that I don't even remember!". Last time I was here was in 2004 or so.
Like the brown building with vertical glass windows and what looks like a wine cork on the top.

At that point I start looking at the skyline and thinking "on one of those buildings is the WLS ch7 transmitter!".
Of course, we had our own ch7 (WXYZ) but theirs is a lot fancier.
At that point I recall a dream fact that WLS and a few other stations moved their transmitters off the downtown skyscrapers a few years ago!

I look back away from the skyline and I eventually see another building off in the distance. The building itself was another skyscraper but not nearly as skyscraping as the ones on the skyline. It was mostly blue and glass. It has a red and white tower on it. "That must be it!" I think to myself. And just in front of it I see a lattice mast with three small towers coming off the top. "Another antenna I guess".

So I get back in the car and before I even ask my mother to stop and get something to eat, she's already driving downtown towards a restaurant. Not in downtown but close. We stop and get out and walk into a building almost entirely composed of very thick green glass. It's a rather fancy restaurant, with lots of wooden seats and tables. We go and sit on one of the other tables to the side.
Lots of DCs around us, all really nice as well. I choose not to really interact, but rather just take everything in.

I can't remember what I ate, but I know it was on a plate. Was it fish? Fish rings a bell actually. Was really good.

After I ate, I looked around, and I could see outside the building through the glass. Loads of DCs walking by outside.

Eventually we walk out and we walk back to our car.
And after that, it's back home. I wake up not too soon after.

14 day dream recall:


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Themes + route:
detroit > swat car > two guys comes out > they both fight for a bit > we're worried if we get shot > one of the two people who came out get shot > it actually turns out we were rooting for the guy that was acting more insane > TV reporters take a picture of the dead guy and make a remark about viral videos > we nope the hell out of there > walking down a street with a ceiling above us > arrive back at home > watch ch7 > mom tells me to get ready > go all the way to chicago (I don't even remember why) > look at skyline > WLS-TV > walk around for a bit > end up going into a restaurant (green glass walls) > eat something (it was on a plate) > go all the way back home > wake up

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Something to do with my college drawing class, though we were in the classroom from my high school chemistry class. There is a guy in there wearing a furry costume of a blue- er well it looked like a cross between a rabbit and a gorilla and it was creepy. He had a microphone inside it that made his voice really loud and distorted it. It scared the crap out of me and everyone in the class. The teacher asked him to take the head off.

I was then at the food court by my dorm at my college. For some reason all of the boys there are naked. (A strange reversal on the standard nudity dream.) Supposedly they were a part of some confidence building team and learning how to make friends and function in society. The court is also more like a grocery store than a food court with restaurants. They are filming this commercial for their barbecue pork.

Something to do with my friend S.

I was watching this ATLA episode. It is supposed to be about technology. In it the characters have this saddle that unfolds into a pagoda that goes on Appa's back. Toph also finds this fire nation weapon that looks like a rifle but shoots these little cherry bombs, and because of her blindness doesn't know how to aim it properly and almost shoots other members of the group. She then becomes all psycho using the gun and her earthbending to try to take everyone out.

I am not Toph! I am Melon Lord!

I was in my house, but it was set up alot differently. As usual in my dream house, all of the lights are off, but its day time so its visible still. I walk up stairs and immediately i notice that there is a new room in the house that wasnt there before. I go to the door and open it, and of course inside is a room ive never seen before. Filled with curiosity I look around in the room. After doing that for a few minutes I leave the room and walk around upstairs and I find another room that I had never seen before.

(Will finish later)

Dream 1.
I was at school, trying to open my locker,but it wouldn't work. I tried multiple times, but it just wouldn't work. Eventually I started to look for locker 10 and when I found it I got it open. The lock on it was very worn, and I couldn't see any dials. When I got to my bag I started looking for the binders that i needed. It took a long time of searching my backpack, but I finally found them. When I was walking back up the stairs to class, there were two kids listening to a water fountain play music. Finally I got to my health class, and everyone was digging through mounds of dirt.

Dream 2.
Some friends and I went to an old abandoned asylum to have a party. We found some weird stuff, like when my friend put his hand on a curtain it would appear on the other side. We all,concluded that we should leave. Before we lift, I picked up a bottle and threw it at a wall. Then some monsters came out. One was a human centipede, a weird stranger, and a zombie alien. They probably don't seem scary,must they were. No one els knew they were there, so I convinced everyone to leav before we died. We finally got on the roof for some reason, where all the monsters were waiting. I jumped to the other room, but whacked my face on the edge and bounced back to where the centipede man was. He stood over me and said, 'we all die someday, juts your gonna died today.' Then I closed my eyes and held my breath, and woke up. I haven't really had a nightmare that bad in a while, so it sucked.

Moron Dog 11/05/2014
Before I went to bed, my dog had eaten a small styrofoam cup full of various candies. At least 3 bite-sized snickers and a couple of Hershey pieces. I was worried, but my boyfriend stayed up with him since I had to get up early. Apparently he only got really hyper. That worry found its way into my dream where I saw my dog who raided the refrigerator when we left the door open and turned away for a moment. He insisted on eating a tomato and would not release it when I tried to wrench it from his mouth, he just kept stubbornly chewing while I yelled "NOOOOO, DON'T EAT THAT."


Gypsy Symbol 11/06/2014
These are hard for me to describe, the telling of them will be short even though they felt complicated. The scenery had weight, depth. I met a man who had two children, this was well after the End of Things, maybe a follow up to the storm nightmare I just had? They called their appearance an anomaly, even a deformity, but to me they seemed beautiful. The three of them were black, but they had...metallic gold spots, like a leopard's. It almost looked like paint. They even had some on their eyes.
The man was in his late thirties, his boy was fifteen, and the girl...18 months? She was young enough to spend most of her time in a carrier. I see them in a house, though it is day, the days are mostly dark now. They had found some other people and weren't yet sure if the group could be trusted. The man instructs his son to keep an eye on his sister, always.
I remember him turning away from a piano to the open door where his son stands, and seeing the empty carrier on the front landing and snapping, "Where's your sister?"
They spent some time thinking that she had been abducted, her appearance was just as unusual as their own. She wasn't actually missing.

House
I have leased a house with my sister and we have already put money down. Until now we hadn't been able to closely examine it. We walk into the tiny, U-shaped kitchen. The cabinets are dirty white and of an extremely antiquated style. There were two white ranges, one at the back of the U, and one on the left side. We were dismayed to note that two cabinets were so mold ridden to rot, almost falling from the wall. The range on the left was on an odd little 2 inch tall platform, and when I insisted that we could improve the layout of the kitchen by moving it, we found that we would have to sit a cabinet on top of the platform and that the run would be ugly and uneven. I remember opening one of the rotten cabinets and comment that they couldn't get away with renting it to us in this condition and wonder aloud if they will buy cabinets to replace these. At once point I looked at the kitchen and saw only obstacles, the ranges pulled out, twice as many cabinets, and all stacked where the open space in the center should be. I said something about how I couldn't believe anyone would build a kitchen like it.
When we open the rotten cabinets again my sister and I find two....creatures. Honestly it looks like a writhing, levitating, dark stocking full of black flies, with puffy growths on either side. My sister says that they are definitely *insert word I can't remember*, because she's seen them before, this is the stage right before they hatch and swarm everything. Yaaaaaaaaay. I decide I can't deal with it and, hearing her promise to take care of them for me, I leave the house. That is entirely backwards, by the way, I was always the one to kill bugs for her.
The exterior of the house consists of thick, uneven, cream colored blocks. The lawn is astroturf green. It feels as though I am inside and out, that the sky is painted on the ceiling of a building. There are many people outside with me, and someone comments on the symbol carved into a top block of the house. It has been painted over, but was so deeply carved into the stone that it is still visible...if vague. I recognize it as a gypsy symbol, and we talk about how it is not the only gypsy marked building, a remnant from when they conquered the area. The symbol is an upside-down triangle with an upward, right-slanting slash that reaches past the border of the pyramid then has arms, like a crude arrow or an antenna. ((I know that there are such a thing as hobo or gypsy symbols, but I could not find one that matched it, and it has been years since I researched such things so I have no idea where this came from.))
I then witness a scene unfolding in symbols on a sandstone tablet. I know it is a folktale, about a man who travels through the desert and has to choose which he values more: the camel on which he rides, or the water strapped to his back.
At some point my sister runs past me and jokingly tries to hand me one of the dead creature husks from the cabinets. I flip out once I realize what she's offering to me. "Nope. NO. Nuh-uh."

My Friend's Stepfather 11/10/2014
It seems my subconscious cannot offer me anything nice, without at least a little unpleasantness. The next two dreams have that in common.
I don't remember much. It was sort of like I was talking to someone online and also in person, there was a detached manner to our conversation. Like it was text instead of speech. I am sitting on a bench, next to a handsome man in a suit, on a transport of some kind. It looked like a house, with one open wall, and nothing inside. In all honesty, he looks like Scott's dad from Teen Wolf. Except his eyes were light brown, instead of dark brown. He wasn't as broad-shouldered, either. He is a doctor of some renown, rich (of course), a world traveler (of course). We chat about me, mostly. He asks my name (very strangely, I reply with my real name, this has only happened a handful of times in my entire life). He asks where I am from, and I say I am living in Oklahoma. He says he lived at a Fort(something or other...I can't remember the name). I smile, delighted that he knows of my home. He is flattering me, I know. He mentions that he was only stationed there a few months, passing through on his way to Africa. The transport stops, and we hop off. We go to a truck where my co-worker M is sitting in the back. It turns out the man is her step-father. (In WL she just has her biological father, her parents are still together)...anyway. He climbs into the back of the truck and asks me if I have ever been to Paris. I say no, but mention my time in Italy with my father.
"I know, M told me about it."
I scold her for sharing information with him. Not because I really cared, but now it was one less thing we could have a conversation about. I was worried that he would realize I wasn't interesting and stop talking to me.

My Friend's Husband 10/11/2014
*sighs* I hate my subconscious.
It is morning, all the lights are off in the house. There is a man. I resist calling him handsome. He is attractive in a rugged way, he is incredibly manly. He looks like Hawley from Sleepy Hollow, except he is taller, broader of shoulder and face, skin more ruddy, hair more wavy. He, predictably, is Liam's height. That makes him about 6'4". I am myself, so I am 4'11". As you can imagine, he towers over me. Predictably, this makes him incredibly alluring.
It is very quiet in the house, we are sitting on a dark blue sofa. He suggests that I should join him, in bed, if I am so inclined. It is then...of course, that I remember he is my friend's husband ((Also not even close to the truth, her fiance is nothing like this man in any way)). I have a terrible moment of doubt about our moral compasses. He says it wouldn't matter to her, they are married but have not been a couple for many years. They are rarely in the same room together, they don't even sleep in the same bed, and they don't talk so much as argue.
There is a fragment his son (not with her). He seems sweet. For a moment I trick myself into believing that I could take care of a child, if I really wanted. That maybe, just now and just for him, it would be fine. I struggle to recall that I don't want children and why.
My friend returns and sits between us. They don't seem to hate each other, but they don't love one another either. She reminds us that the gathering will start soon, and to be ready. As soon as there are other people around, it's like he has forgotten I exist. I wonder if I was over dramatizing our interactions, if he was attracted to me at all, and then I feel like a terrible person for wanting my friend's husband to be attracted to me. I see how they are together, and all the ways they are perfect together. I remind myself it is a facade. Maybe. I wander away. He hasn't even acknowledged my existence, I decide to retreat to another part of the house with less traffic. I set my drink on a tall patio table and turn to leave. He is there, then. Very briefly touching my wrist. I look up at him. He gives me a small smile and then lets me go.


There's a handful of dumb fragments about playing World of Warcraft and a friend saying he found some people to run normal Siege of Orgrimmar. When we got there he said "I uh, have something to tell you. This isn't normal. It's heroic."
"Ben, my gear is terrible! I can't run heroic SoO."
"It'll be fiiiine. Just hang out in the back and don't stand in any puddles."
"They'll kick me out.."
"Naaaaah."

November 13, 2014

Review: Multiple dreams, hard to remember them all. Kill la Kill inspired semi-lucid dream.

My Friend the Kamui
Me and my friends were running around a neighborhood. I don't remember what we were doing, this part of the dream feels long. But I got the feeling were being bad, pranking the neighbors.

We bust into someone's house. We assumed no one was home but we were wrong. Two little old ladies were home and take defensive measures against our intrusion. My friend flips out and goes to far!

I can't remember all the details now, but I'm pretty sure he killed them. We tried to stop him! After all, we were just pranking, we didn't mean any real trouble. It's too late now. He's murdered those innocent women and we were his accomplices.

The cops are here! My friends scram! Except for the one who murdered. I promise to help him escape the cops. At that moment he transforms into a hoodie. I wear him, he talks to me and grants me powers, kinda like the kamui in Kill La Kill.

"Hold on!" I fly off as fast as I can. The rest of the dream was a chase dream. Now and then I check on my friend, the hoodie, to make sure he's okay.

But the dream walls kept closing me in and I grew tired of running. They've got me surrounded. I give up! I take off my hoodie and surrender it to the cops.

I had a dream after, but now I don't remember it.

I was laying down listening to music at my dad and sister's house, which was in Venezuela. I got up and went to my car, which was my old Camry, while texting Megan telling her that I wasn't going to move back in with her. The area I was in was poor and run down, and I had my AR15, my Sig in my leg holster, and my Taurus on my cargo pocket. I dumped the car and walked for a while, texting Megan until she fell asleep. Kristy teased me that Megan and I weren't going to get back together. I passed through a part of town that was rich with parkour obstacles, with the buildings made of the same materials that most buildings in NM are made from. I did parkour but having the AR15 on my back made it difficult, making me take some long falls, hurting me a little. Eventually, I went through a door and saw a cop car ahead. I passed him, trying to seem normal even with all the weapons I had on me. I got pulled over and questioned. Still outside, I tried to convince the officers to let me go. The 4 cops started arguing with eachother and I thought about running away but instead, I grabbed my AR15 and opened fire.

As I shot my rifle, I noticed the flash from the muzzle and felt the weight of the rifle in my hands. I shot 3 Venezuelan Officers and one civilian, only leaving one officer alive. As we exchanged fire, the area slowly turned into the inside of an important-looking office building. The officer took cover behind a wooden bookcase and as I tried to shoot through the bookcase, the bullets weren't penetrating or doing any damage to the officer. I turned and proceeded through the building, exchanging gunfire with lightly armed police. I ran into an office and took the magazine out of my AR15, put it in my pocket, and struggled to insert a fresh magazine into the magwell. I moved through the building until I reached the entrance to an underground prison, guarded by an officer with an AK. I turned around and started fighting my way out, saying to myself "This better be a dream" as I saw a group of civilians to my left. I did a reality check of my watch, with the time showing 10:08, with working seconds. I cursed to myself saying "How am I gonna get out of this one? I'll get tortured in this prison if I don't"

Shortly after, I saw J. Warner, who helped me through the building. I came to the realization that we were spies on a mission. There was a man that I shot in the head several times but only managed to wound him. I woke up shortly after telling Warner I dinked the guy and that he was seriously wounded.

I was in a military base in the middle of nowhere with a few commanding officers and enlisted men. We were talking about some intel about a man that wasn't supposed to be on the base but we knew he was coming and that he was in a green semi truck. While I was on the roof of a building, I noticed the man coming in with his truck, so I went to tell a female commanding officer, who didn't believe me and didn't do anything about it. Kristy went to where he was and I followed, hiding behind the tire of a jet. Eventually, the man and Kristy started arguing and the man shot her with a small handgun. The man kept walking towards the base and I followed him and quickly rushed him, took him down, and wrestled him until I took him out. I went to speak with the commanding officer and told her that I had arrested the man that wasn't supposed to be on base. I was bragging about how I beat him even though he had a gun and I didn't.